Using [URL]Kaufmich.com[/URL] - It worked for me!
Sitting on the plane home and starting on my trip report while the memories are still fresh in my mind. Ten days in Berlin helped me get a handle on the city. By no means am I an expert on the town but I did pick up some good practical info to share. But the main takeaway I got from my trip is that Berlin is a monger's paradise for those who prefer Bordellos and escorts over the FKK and Pauschal clubs.
Okay, so I wanted to start out this trip report with a review of the wonderful girls I met through [URL]kaufmich.com[/URL]. However, I should start with a rundown on how that website works. You will need to register to get the important benefits offered, but you will not need to buy a premium membership (I didn't) though some may find the perks worthwhile. Registration is easy enough with kaufmich, though I admit some advantage as I speak some German. But using the translator feature in Chrome is simple enough.
Shortly after registering I learned how to use the "Detailesuch" (detailed search) feature to screen for race, age, and price, not to mention things like hair color, weight, height, breast size, body type and services offered.
NOTE: if you are looking for outcall, the options for each model are listed under the "Treffpunkt" (meeting point) tab. If the girl received visitors ("Empfngt") , as many visitors do, she will noe the Treffpunkt as "Bei Mir" (with me, literally). If she offers outcall ("Besuch", literally, to visit), her profile will list "Bei Dir" (with you, literally). When using the detailed search feature for the "Treffpunkt" it is important to use the escort's perspective. If you want to visit the girl at her place, use the option for "Bei Mir" (With Me) and vice-versa for outcall. It sounds strange but that's how the search feature works. Again, use the girl's perspective, not yours, when selecting the meeting place.
Its also important to COMPLETELY READ the girls profile and details. Its very common for the girl to make a note of that, as it seems to be be a point of exasperation for some girls. So READ the profile, as it is there to clarify what is provided and to prevent any unpleasant misunderstandings. TABOOS ("tabu") are usually noted very prominently. If they say they don't do it, then don't bother asking. There is also a minority of girls who don't offer normal sexual services. There are some girls there who will offer a massage and a "happy ending". Others only offer kinks where you are on the receiving end of humiliation (I. E. Doms) and won't provide the usual sexual services such as intimate body contact. A few only offer oral sex (Oral Verkehr). You can find a girl who will do whatever you want (with the exception of AO, which is rare). Just read the description carefully. If the verbiage on their profile comes off as stern, or unfriendly, don't be put off. Its just their way of laying down the rules, and don't expect to them to divert from them. If you have questions use the message feature - "Nachricht". If they are interested in a date with you, they will respond. Even if they can't accommodate your needs, a good girl will sent a polite response. If they don't respond, look elsewhere as your other choices are plentiful.
Also be sure to check out the reviews of the girls from other members under the title "Erfahrungsberichte". Some girls will have few if any reviews. Best avoid those if you are new here and stick to the girls with lots of good reviews. It worked for me. Again the translation feature on Chrome works well here. Some girls with few reviews may also have very negative ones. Generally, most reviews are quite positive, which I initially found suspicious but in the end, these positive reviews jibed with my experience.
One you start looking at girls profiles, expect them to be looking back at yours. They can see who has been checking them out. Don't be surprised if you get smilies, flirtatious messages. The two girls I hooked up with sent me multiple, friendly messages inviting me to make an appointment (Termin) with them. After my appointment they followed up with an invitation for another session, explaining that they enjoyed the hour they had spent with me. (NOTE: Your mileage may vary) One young thing, who I did not meet up with, sent me this message (dodgy translation courtesy of Chrome):
"Hi If I was ever at your profile I can tell you also leave a message. I am yet to Saturday, 10.10 to 22 o'clock in Berlin visiting I'll be near Niederkirchnerstr. Maybe you've lusst me sweet 18 j times to meet I'm VERY VERY much with. Tabu is with me ANAL! Otherwise, you can really make a lot with me. I'm just Std meeting (150) less than 1 hour doing nothing. In the hours you can inject 1-2-3-4 times without bubbles is, kissing. For 50 more you can do with me a video, I swallow your sperm, Facials. Everything you can do with me. I just will not let up the ass. As I said my only thing I do not do anal. Otherwise, I'm open to anything If you see me coming, you see that I'm 18 j. Not like others here, the one thing before achen. Only as much more when I buy cigarettes I'm still asked for my ID! That is to say what I do not send out or images! Dates am I doing out here. And your cell phone number you need me then I leave you so the address must send. There is no PUFF! Is private! (Hotel)".
Okay, so do you get the idea that she doesn't like being f*cked in the butt? Its also worth noting that she says she is 18 years old, but she had been active on the site for well over a years. So was she really lying about her age, or did she start wh*ring before she she was 18? I don't know, but her profile is no longer available on Kaufmich. I understand if there is an issue of credibility Kaufmich will disable a user's profile. But, the girls can also disable their profile when they are going out of town or otherwise unavailable.
Please note that price doesn't seem to correlate with your experience when you make a date with these girls. Both the girls I hooked up with charged me less than 100 Euros for an hour long session and the sex was awesome in both cases (better than my girlfriend, though your mileage my vary) I am not sure I would have had better experiences by paying twice as much. Another thing to note is that some girls may ask a premium for their services even if they don't look that attractive to you. These include girls who are fat, older or who only offer a limited range of services. Still, some of these get numerous positive reviews despite not appearing to have that much to offer. Of course, it is no surprise that the youngest girls go for a premium, but also the girls who show their face on the site also tend to charge more. Girls who don't show their face, tend to go at a lower rate. And no, don't ask them to send a picture of their face. These girls value their privacy and this is often a double life they lead (or at least that is what they claim) away from their role as a professional with a career or a housewife who needs some extra fun and some pocket change.
One final note: in modern Germany, transsexuals are often marketed along with normal, real women. So when you use the Detailsuch feature, be sure to mark "Weiblich" (feminine) as opposed to "Transsexuall", so you don't get any unpleasant surprises. As another cautionary note, some bordellos appear to be prominently offering trannies in their line up on their websites. Again, caveat emptor! And on that topic I will say no more.
Eszpresszo Makes The Walk of Shame
I had made contact with Katrin (or Kati) shortly after creating a profile on [URL]Kaufmich.com[/URL].
[URL]http://www.kaufmich.com/Sexylady29[/URL]
I think she had seen that I had visited her profile page and shot back an message promptly using the site's messaging feature: Translated it read: "Hello, you've visited my degree. Thank you for your interest. We can also meet. When did you have time? I'm open to very much, I'm french pure, but GM and anal with only protection. " A motivated seller to be sure? A sales professional would notice how she "asks for the sale", when she asks "When do you have time?" (Note: my Google Chrome Translation. Her English is excellent). Not long afterwards I visited her profile again and she again shot me an email: "Hello and today time? You've visited again Profile. Very nice of you. " Again, she asks for the sale.
I put her on my favorite list, that is offered to registered Kaufmich users. So, I shot her another message, the day after I arrived and had recovered from my jetlag. I asked when she was available, she responded that she was flexible and could meet me that day. I tried to give a call using the number on the website (near the top left of the profile). I got a voicemail and left a message. Later she shot me another message indicating she was busy with a customer when I called, but agreed to a 2 PM appointment and gave me her address, which she is described as being only a five minute walk from Alexanderplatz. In fact, it wasn't even that far. I scoped out the building on Google Maps and noticed a McDonalds at the address. Google maps works great for locating things in Germany and you can spot landmarks to get you to the door.
The building was your typical East German communist era block of flats with retail space on the bottom. The place had gotten a facelift and had chain stores on the street level, but I found the door located under the street number she gave me. I called her up on my cell, she told me to enter the code so she could buzz me up, when then I noticed the door was slightly ajar open and walked inside and caught the elevator to the first floor. Now the next part is PRACTICAL INFO. So pardon the detail, but in the DDR (East Germany), they did things half ass in a lot of strange ways. That includes making elevators that don't stop on every floor of the building. Mind you, I was staying in a "Plattenbau", which had 8 levels above the ground floor, but the elevator only stopped on the fourth and seventh floors. You had to take the stairs up or down from either of those floors or the ground floor. Katrin's place had a set of elevators that stopped BETWEEN every other floor. Once you stepped off the elevator and out into the corridor, you get to walk half a flight of stairs up or down to get to a landing where you can access the door to the apartment. I don't know the logic behind this but I never understood the appeal of communism, either. Again, this is practical info, for those venturing to this part of the world.
Stopping on the first floor (I stepped out and saw nothing. Nada. Confused, I hit the elevator button that said 2 and when it opened, I looked out and saw her at the end of the corridor. Red, curly hair, pulled back on top with a hair clip and black plastic nerdy glasses, she looked like the cute but nerdy neighbor girl. She was heavier than appeared in the photos, bordering on plump, but still pleasant to look at. She wore a light blue skirt, and high heels that made her seem ever more taller than she was. But, what stood out was the black, sleeveless t-shirt she word, with the ENGLISH words written, stacked vertically on top of each other, "I. DON'T. CARE. WHAT. YOU. THINK. I would later realize this unattractive outfit was merely something to wear when she walked out into the corridor but the message on the shirt had a purpose. She greeted me with a smile and gave me a hug and kiss when I approached her, before leading me down half a flight of stairs to her crib. Once inside, she took my jacket and hung it up and directed me to the bathroom in case I needed to p*ss. I made a point of washing my hands in the bathroom sink with warm water, so to make sure they were warm (it was chilly outside and so were my hands) but also to show her they were clean. She directed me to her bedroom, which was a pleasant but sparsely appointed place with a bed on a low frame, next to a table and chair. The only thing missing was a dresser or drawers covered in girly crap. This place was a place to f*ck.
Katrin directed me to sit down and asked if I wanted coffee, tea, water or Coke. I asked for a Coke and she brought me one, as I was actually quite thirsty by then. (This is standard procedure, as I found out). She sat on the bed and started talking about herself, and her life. Half Polish and half German, she grew up in Poland and Germay. Studied political science and languages at the University. Spoke six languages including French, Italian, Polish, Russian, German and English as I recall. Then she quizzed me about my life and quickly extracted the details from me. Formerly engaged to a Polish girl, but married a Hungarian instead, father of two kids, only to be divorced recently. She even made a verbal analysis and commentary on the failure of my marriage and confirmed her Germanic intellectual streak. Even if her assumptions were wrong, I found it charming though, I used to find that stuff annoying.
At that point she invited me to undress and excused herself to "go peepee". I undressed, left the 80 Euros on the table, and reclined on her bed. When she came back in she was only wearing her top, and whatever red pubes she had were shaved clean off. She picked up the 80 Euros and said, "So you want the full hour, yes? She disappeared with the money and when she returned she was already pulling off the top and was naked by the time she hit the bed next to me. I wasn't sure where to start, but she gave me a deep tongue kiss and we were off to the races. Shit! I thought you had to pay extra for French kissing. We were kissing like teenagers for about 10 minutes at least, before I decided to check out the rest of the body. I told her I loved redheads and asked why she shaved her lovely red pubic hair. Her response was that "Not everybody likes it though, and I actually like it shaved. But, you can still eat my p*ssy. " So I did. After ten minutes of that she rolled me over and began to give me a gentle suck. It became obvious that she wasn't going to make me come that way, but I let her do her thing for a while. Then she pulled out a rubber out of nowhere, and rolled it on my cock very carefully and with great attention. Then she said, "Now. You can. F*ck me. " While I was debating in my head what position I wanted, she said "Because I like dogs. My favorite position is doggy" and was on her hands and knees before I knew it. I wasn't about to argue with her, either. Her ass was broad, but not saggy and no sign of cellulite or stretch marks. While she didn't lube herself or my see*ck, I slid in quite easily and started pumping her as deep as I could get into her, until the sound of our flesh slapping together was audible. My wife used to whine when I did that to her, complaining how it hurt. But, Katrin made no complaint as I blew my load amd continued pumping her slowly until I was totally sapped. After I rolled off, she got up and came back with some Kleenex, carefully removed the rubber off of me, and then took another tissued to wipe down my see*ck. She then excused herself to "go peepee" again, but asked if I wanted a massage now. A massage? We weren't talking extra money so I said yeah.
She came back with a bottle of Nivea skin creme and had me roll over on my stomach and gave me a massage from head to toe. Then she turned me over and started working my face on down and asked what happened between me and my Polish girlfriend. I told her it was about religion. My girlfriend was a devout Catholic and I an agnostic. My fiance had thought Pope John Paul was the greatest man to ever walk the earth. That prompted Katrin to go into her opinion about the papacy. Ratzinger was the better pope she said, though John Paul was more widely loved. She opined that if you lack the power to institute change in the Holy See, you can't do have that much impact. And so it went. Her feelings on the Catholic Church and its inner politics as she was giving me a massage. And yes we were having this conversation. It was mentally stimulating conversation but not what you expect from an escort that is busy servicing you.
After she finished massaging my front side, she got up and asked if I wanted something to drink. I asked for another coke and she brought it to me, having dressed herself again and directed me to used the bathroom and have a shower before I left. Actually, I had just showered earlier and declined. I am pretty sure it was well over an hour since I walked in, and decided not to wear out my welcome. I put on my clothes, she handed me my jacket and said she would need to walk me out. It would be the "Walk of Shame".
We walked up the half-flight to the elevator corridor as a cute blonde teeny popped down the other staircase and was visibly taken back by out presence. She quickly punched the down elevator button, and stood there trying not to stare at us, though I could tell she wanted to. Next thing I hear a few female voices chattering in German and two middle-aged crones come around the corner and sort of freeze up at the sight of Katrin and I. Next thing you an old crone walks around the corner and does the same thing. Four of the residents of this place, standing with the local working girl and her trick, trying to pretend they don't notice. Then I notice Katrin is standing there totally non-plussed and those words on her shirt seem to be screaming "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK!" The elevator door opens and the three generations of offended girls scurry inside, while I wait at the door of the next elevator which is coming down. Katrin gestures to the open door and says "You can use that one" in loud English. Not wanting to argue with my hostess, I pop into this small and now crammed elevator, wondering if I still smelt like Katrin's pussy. It was the longest elevator ride that ever went the shortest distance. Once on the ground floor, my female fellow passengers disappeared and I headed out onto the street, feeling like a prince. Katrin sent me a few messages later on Kaufmich, asking when I had time for another appointment. She also messaged me a different phone number to use. Talk about Customer Relations Management! F*ck you, Salesforce!
Service? Four Stars. Value? Five Stars. Girl Friend Experience? Four Stars (because no wh*re will likely ever be your girlfriend) For the price of admission to Artemis I got over an hour of bodily attention and intelligent conversation. Looking for a dumb wh*re? Look elsewhere.
Trip Report Part 2 - The Lovely and Talented Anita.
I noticed Anita on Kaufmich, when screening for girls with a rate of less than 100 Euros per hour. Her face was blurred in the photos, but the rest of her looked hot. She had a lot of good reviews, and by a lot I mean over a 100. Next thing I know I get a message ("Nachrichten") with a bunch of smilies. Actually I got over a dozen of those from her, before and after our encounter. Either she was very interested in me, or she was just good at marketing herself. But, the nice photos, positive reviews and attractive price point seemed to make her a prospect. I messaged her before I left, indicating she I would calling from a foreign number using my American "handy" (Some escorts don't like anonymous or odd numbers coming up on caller ID and will categorically ignore them.) She responded with "Hello, sweety perfect! No prob at all call me when you are here and we will make a hot date". She wasn't lying.
[URL]http://www.kaufmich.com/anita22-hot[/URL]
I messaged her on a rainy Monday, requesting an appointment at 6 PM that evening. She gave me her address and asked that I call her an hour before our appointment. She lived on Reineckendorf Strasse, which is not actually in Reineckendorf (the area near Tegel airport). It is actually in Wedding, a working class neighborhood, which means it is very Mid-Eastern. There was an Ubahn stop on the U6-Line that stopped at Reineckendorf Strasse, which seemed to be a no-brainer. I emerged out of the station an hour before the appointment, I then gave Anita a call. Sure, see you in an hour. Just call when you are at the front door. I then realized that neither of the cross streets outside the station was Reineckendorf Strasse. I wanted around and got bad directions from a few people who kept saying "Hier" or pointing to the street I was on. I asked at a nearby Sixt car rental office and asked the tall, gorgeous brunette behind the counter for some help in plain English. Incredibly helpful young woman, she looked like a model. She brought me around the counter, showed me the map on her monitor. Turns out Reineckendorf Strasse kind of doglegs off the intersection outside the station, but is separating by a small green. Bought a Red Bull at a nearby Turkish shop and chased down a Levitra with it. Then trudged up the road, found the address in a matter of minutes. A nondescript building with a poster for VENUS show next to the door. I was early and decided to kill time at a nearby cafe. But, I still showed up a bit early at the door of Anita's building and called her up. There was a fat Turkish chick standing in the doorway, holding the door open. I brushed past her and Anita told me to come up to the second floor. For those in North America, that means two stories above the ground floor.
I hustled up the stairs, cell phone still in hand, and stood at the second floor landing for a while between two doors. Suddenly, a door popped open and I was greeted by a petite but pretty, young Latina with black hair, dark eyes and a light yet warm skin tone. She wore only a bathrobe and high heels. She invited me in, gave me a hug, and directed me to the foyer, which had four doors. She took me to her small room and pointed to her toilet in the event I needed to use it and asked if I wanted something to drink. I made a point of washing my hands with soap, and then she directed me to sit in the chair in the corner. Though small, the room had high ceilings, and a big chandelier cast a warm light in the room. The place was well appointed, mid-20th century furnishing and a large elegant wooden, wardrobe sat against one wall. Very nice. I felt I could have been in a much earlier time, when I noticed three cell phones lined up on the carefully made bed, next to a long towel draped across the sheets. She asked how much time I wanted and quoted me 90 Euros for the hour I had requested. Just as advertised. Then she ran down the extras - 20 for anal, 10 to cum on her tits, 20 to cum on her face and some other things. I was fine with the standard service, gave her a 100 Euro bill and when she left to get change, I got naked and laid on the bed. She returned with my change and dropped the bathrobe. Wow! What a supple young body. She advised me if I heard noises outside not to be alarmed. Her roommate was also an escort. I had to wonder how many girls worked out of this building. The poster for the Venus show outside the entrance, had me wondering if it was there for a reason.
She sat down and we got acquainted. I started caressing her lovely thighs, as she gave me some background in her near perfect English. She was from Paraguay but had been here for a long time. She asked where I was from and what I did and details about myself. Then she asked if I visited the VENUS show the previous weekend. I said no, because I wasn't really into porn. She actually went she said, saying she paid nothing but normally it was 30 Euros. Hmmm. I asked if she met any new customers there, and she said a customer of hers actually took her there. Really? That hit me as being like having a date with a Hollywood starlet and taking her to a movie theater. He paid her admission and apparently everything else. "I bought three outfits there and I only had to pay for one" she told me with great pride. Apparently there was plenty of merchandise for sale there for particular lifestyles and vocations (hooker supplies, apparently). She described a block long wall of dildos on display there and pulled up yet another cell phone (not one of the phones on the bed) and showed me some photos of a striking tranny (not my cup of tea but she was impressed), some porn starlets "They were just like normal people" she asserted, some odd sex toy, and then showed a cute picture of her in a short skirt posing next to a red exotic car. "There were lots of cars there too!" (I had heard that sex expos in Europe were being overrun with expensive cars to the point that attendees were complaining). I told her, "Hey, you can text me that photo. " She contemplated my suggestion a moment and said "Ummmmmm. No. " The girl obviously values her privacy. As for Venus, she also commented "There were lots of people fucking there. ".
At that point I was ready to get down to business on the lovely body, and had been sliding my hand between her thighs to her shaved muschi. She asked that I not put any fingers inside her, but it was okay to caress the outside. I reminded her that I had just washed my hands. Then out of nowhere she pulled out a small "flail" that was basically a synthetic fabric tassel that look like it had been taken off some drapes and attached to a handle. She gently flailed my chest and nipples with it. I told her I liked having my nipples stimulated and out of the blue she as a small chain (looked like a clothing accessory) and was dragging it across my nipples. Next thing I know, she is wrapping the chains around my balls and tightening it but gently though as she starts to suck on my knob. Wow, five minutes into the game and we are already into whips and chains? She said, "you like metal, don't you?" I had never thought of it, but I guess I did. I told her that my ex-wife used to have a copper IUD inside her and when I fucked her hard, I could feel it at the end of the cock, and that always excited me (my ex hated it, though, complaining that it hurt). She smiled and said, "A secret. So you do like metal. You are a kinky man. " Then I realized that she had been out to uncover my kinks or sensitive spots, and she had succeeded . Talk about a professional! She then pulled out a small key and said "Can I put this inside you. " I hesitantly said "Sure, but please be careful" and she gently eased the business end of the key all the way into my urethra (I don't recommend this, BTW), and started moving it back and forth. This was incredibly exciting I must say. That wasn't enough for her, though. She asked, "Want me to fuck your ass? I have a strap-on. " She asserted "I won't hurt you. Its not very big". I said that sounded cool, but I would try that next time. Funny thing is that all this time is she is coming off like a sweet, ordinary girl, who is just being a little nasty, not like a hardened pro or a DOM.
At some point, she pulled the key out of my cock and I was relieved to see there was no blood on it. She went to work on my cock and balls with her mouth. I laid back and began to feel like I was intoxicated. She worked on me a while until I commented what she was doing was excellent. At that point, she offered "Want me to deep throat?" Is that extra? 10 Euros? No, thanks. You are doing good enough already. That was the only upsell during my time with her. I became conscious of the time, and asked that she let me know when I needed to finish up and cum. She said not to worry about that. I was enjoying her oral skill so much, she was gnawing on my testicles so well and had me at a elevated state of arousal, but not at danger of cumming prematurely. I asked if I could eat her. Sure, she said and rolled over on her back and spread her legs. I must say, it was one of the most delicious things I've ever tasted but she had a good time, too. Pinching her nipples with her eyes closed. I licked her asshole, which brought her to a giggling fit. I told her to let me know when she wanted to fuck. However, I must have ate another five minutes before she said, "Let's Fuck!" We sat up and I rolled over, and let her put the condom on me, which also appeared out of nowhere. Then she pulled out a BIG bottle of lube and to my dismay and ultimate disadvantage, she slathered it on the condom. " Want me to get on top?" Sure thing, sweetie! I wanted to watch that tight little body at work. She climbed on and to my surprise she wasn't that snug as you might imagine a petite girl to be. It might have been the excess lube or the generic condom but the feel wasn't as good as the much larger, yet snugger, Katrin from my earlier session. But, I figured that was going to extend the session, at least. And I could caress those nice tits and her body as she rocked back and forth. Then out of the blue she said, "Do you mind if I kiss you?" In fact, we hadn't kissed except at our initial meeting. "Sure, please do!" At that point, it was tongue in mouth with her laying on top and suddenly I felt my load coming. Apparently she did too, because she sat up and pumped my cock extra hard until I blew my nuts. She quickly climbed off then and while I just relaxed she pulled out a metal box with "clean up supplies" - a roll of towels to pull off the condom and wrap it in, then some wet wipes to wipe me down with. I just relaxed while she did the work. She sat next to me, and we talked another ten minutes about where I am from (Dallas), and the areas of Berlin she liked, the areas she didn't like, and where she wanted to be. One of her numerous phones rang and she said "Can you excuse me, I really need to take this call" and popped around the corner but was back in a moment. She had already put her bathrobe back on and I said I probably needed to be moving on. She politely commented that it was already 7:00, which is what the time on one of her numerous phones displayed. I had gotten there about 10 minutes early so I got my full hour of fun, to be sure. Once dressed, I asked her if I could pick her up. She was light, and I almost lifted her over my head, as she giggled. As I headed out she invited me to visit her again. I noticed the doors in the apartment foyer were closed and wanted to ask about her escort friends, but that would have been rude. But, I am pretty sure if you wanted a session with Anita and another girl, she could make it happen. This girl really has her game going, despite her young age. If you have kinks that don't involve things that belong in the toilet, I'm pretty sure she can assist you. As I left, I noticed another Ubahn / Sbahn station less than a block away, "Wedding". I could have saved myself some trouble if I had gotten off there and that is where I caught the train out.
Overall, it was an excellent experience with a lovely, pleasant and talented girl. Performance. Five Stars! Value? For 90 euros? Five Stars! Girlfriend experience? Three stars. Excellent sex better than my last girlfriend, but girlfriends don't try and upsell during oral sex, and the kissing was a bit sparse. Another visit? She followed up with a few brief messages since then. It was all I could do not to schedule another appointment, but I was determined to try another girl during my visit. TO BE CONTINUED!
